Well Murphy was happily adopted! Yay! We were very pleased how that went. It was a little worrisome because of one minor issue....he had sudden diarrhea! Remember this dog had to go one state SOUTH yesterday and I don't mean just across the border to Portland. He went to live in southern Oregon. We had changed his food to one the owners preferred because the donated (expensive) food we had him on was really not working for him and we had talked about how a better food needed to be tried, so we went ahead and changed his food. Oops. He kept Hubby up all night the night before last, and pooped all over the blanket he had been given by his family so that his blankie would smell familiar at his new home. We had to leave him out in the rain and mud until he finished all his "business". Then Hubby had to drag a muddy poopy dog through the house to the tub to give him a bath (I was hiding in the bedroom, mother's day priveledge). So Murphy got a bath. We all clamber into the car (a little late at this point) and Hubby tears off down the road.
We live on a very high mountain and our road rambles all over it before it decides to go down hill to the town below, so the first 15 minutes of any drive for us is rather hard on the dogs. Murphy ralphed twice before we made it down the hill and we had to stop two more times to let him vomit some more on the way to my moms. Hubby finally decided that racing around the curves wasn't helping us get there any faster, hah! Thank God I always carry lots of paper towels (when TSHTF I want to have a huge supply of them).
So when we get to my moms where the folks were meeting us, we were a little nervous turning over a barfy dog with diarrhea and his blankie, now wet from being washed instead of smelling like Dizzy Dog Ranch. Oh well, it was a good thought. But I don't think it matters; it was so cute, he loved them and remembered meeting them! But before he left, he seemed to UNDERSTAND what was going on, and came over to me to say goodbye. I swear! I've seen this before but didn't expect it from Murphy. I didn't realize he was attached in his funny dobie way.
And today when I got the report from them I was very glad I chose dobie owners for him. They understand him very well! I thought he had a doberman temperment, I've never had one but he didn't act like any ridgeback I knew and that is what his other half was, so it was really just a logical guess on my part. But I think these folks will be perfect for him. This was the man whose father's dead body (in a car accident) was protected and defended by his rhodesian ridgeback, so he was very attracted to the breed, but they have had dobies in the past, never knew any ridgeback except the one his dad had, who became a beloved family pet of a different family member after the accident and had since passed on. I knew when I read that application that I was getting my wink from the Lord that this was the right family and I truly believe I heard Him correctly. His other applicant was a vet and I had never not picked a veterinairan applicant especially one that was preapproved, but I did in this case and I think we did the right thing. I'm sure we can find the vet a great dog too, just not Murphy, the dobieback was meant for the ones we gave him to yesterday. They have a dobie, but their family will see the "mark" of a ridgeback on his back, like a reminder of their dad. He has a beautiful full perfect ridge such as a purebred would have.
I do not "miss" this one, he was a puppy and a lot of work, but I do feel really good about the accomplishment, Hubby and I LOVE this despite the barf in the subaru and the mud in the hallway. It will take me a few extra minutes to clean up today, but for a lifetime that dog will be with them instead of put down at the HS. I do not think this one would have passed a temperament test and would have been one of the "unchosen" and I really truly am happy today that I have to clean the bathroom and he is with the right folks and not already long dead.
Rescue is my mission and I'm lucky to know what my mission is, so many people don't know what they are supposed to do, what the purpose of their life is. We feel very lucky that there is no quest for us, that this is our purpose is very clear and we managed to figure out how to do it and not go crazy in the attempt!
Or maybe I AM crazy.........
they are coming to take me away ha ha 